’Ihavespokenofhimasstillliving,’sheadded,’buthemayhavebeenputoutofthewayforanythingIknow。ForanythingIcare,also。Ihavenofurtheroccasionforhim。’
Withaheavysighandadespondentair,ArthurClennamslowlyrose。
Shedidnotrisealso,butsaid,havinglookedathiminthemeanwhilewithafixedlookofsuspicion,andlipsangrilycompressed:
’Hewasthechosenassociateofyourdearfriend,MrGowan,washenot?Whydon’tyouaskyourdearfriendtohelpyou?’
ThedenialthathewasadearfriendrosetoArthur’slips;butherepressedit,rememberinghisoldstrugglesandresolutions,andsaid:
’FurtherthanthathehasneverseenBlandoissinceBlandoissetoutforEngland,MrGowanknowsnothingadditionalabouthim。Hewasachanceacquaintance,madeabroad。’
’Achanceacquaintancemadeabroad!’sherepeated。’Yes。Yourdearfriendhasneedtodiverthimselfwithalltheacquaintanceshecanmake,seeingwhatawifehehas。Ihatehiswife,sir。’
Theangerwithwhichshesaidit,themoreremarkableforbeingsomuchunderherrestraint,fixedClennam’sattention,andkepthimonthespot。Itflashedoutofherdarkeyesastheyregardedhim,quiveredinhernostrils,andfiredtheverybreathsheexhaled;
butherfacewasotherwisecomposedintoadisdainfulserenity;andherattitudewasascalmlyandhaughtilygracefulasifshehadbeeninamoodofcompleteindifference。
’AllIwillsayis,MissWade,’heremarked,’thatyoucanhavereceivednoprovocationtoafeelinginwhichIbelieveyouhavenosharer。’
’Youmayaskyourdearfriend,ifyouchoose,’shereturned,’forhisopinionuponthatsubject。’
’Iamscarcelyonthoseintimatetermswithmydearfriend,’saidArthur,inspiteofhisresolutions,’thatwouldrendermyapproachingthesubjectveryprobable,MissWade。’
’Ihatehim,’shereturned。’Worsethanhiswife,becauseIwasoncedupeenough,andfalseenoughtomyself,almosttolovehim。
Youhaveseenme,sir,onlyoncommon-placeoccasions,whenIdaresayyouhavethoughtmeacommon-placewoman,alittlemoreself-
willedthanthegenerality。Youdon’tknowwhatImeanbyhating,ifyouknowmenobetterthanthat;youcan’tknow,withoutknowingwithwhatcareIhavestudiedmyselfandpeopleaboutme。ForthisreasonIhaveforsometimeinclinedtotellyouwhatmylifehasbeen——nottopropitiateyouropinion,forIsetnovalueonit;butthatyoumaycomprehend,whenyouthinkofyourdearfriendandhisdearwife,whatImeanbyhating。ShallIgiveyousomethingI
havewrittenandputbyforyourperusal,orshallIholdmyhand?’
Arthurbeggedhertogiveittohim。Shewenttothebureau,unlockedit,andtookfromaninnerdrawerafewfoldedsheetsofpaper。Withoutanyconciliationofhim,scarcelyaddressinghim,ratherspeakingasifshewerespeakingtoherownlooking-glassforthejustificationofherownstubbornness,shesaid,asshegavethemtohim:
’NowyoumayknowwhatImeanbyhating!Nomoreofthat。Sir,whetheryoufindmetemporarilyandcheaplylodginginanemptyLondonhouse,orinaCalaisapartment,youfindHarrietwithme。
Youmayliketoseeherbeforeyouleave。Harriet,comein!’ShecalledHarrietagain。ThesecondcallproducedHarriet,onceTattycoram。
’HereisMrClennam,’saidMissWade;’notcomeforyou;hehasgivenyouup,——Isupposeyouhave,bythistime?’
’Havingnoauthority,orinfluence——yes,’assentedClennam。
’Notcomeinsearchofyou,yousee;butstillseekingsomeone。
HewantsthatBlandoisman。’
’WithwhomIsawyouintheStrandinLondon,’hintedArthur。
’Ifyouknowanythingofhim,Harriet,exceptthathecamefromVenice——whichweallknow——tellittoMrClennamfreely。’
’Iknownothingmoreabouthim,’saidthegirl。
’Areyousatisfied?’MissWadeinquiredofArthur。
Hehadnoreasontodisbelievethem;thegirl’smannerbeingsonaturalastobealmostconvincing,ifhehadhadanypreviousdoubts。Hereplied,’Imustseekforintelligenceelsewhere。’
Hewasnotgoinginthesamebreath;buthehadrisenbeforethegirlentered,andsheevidentlythoughthewas。Shelookedquicklyathim,andsaid:
’Aretheywell,sir?’
’Who?’
Shestoppedherselfinsayingwhatwouldhavebeen’allofthem;’
glancedatMissWade;andsaid’MrandMrsMeagles。’
’Theywere,whenIlastheardofthem。Theyarenotathome。Bytheway,letmeaskyou。Isittruethatyouwereseenthere?’
’Where?WheredoesanyonesayIwasseen?’returnedthegirl,sullenlycastingdownhereyes。
’Lookinginatthegardengateofthecottage。’
’No,’saidMissWade。’Shehasneverbeennearit。’
’Youarewrong,then,’saidthegirl。’IwentdowntherethelasttimewewereinLondon。Iwentoneafternoonwhenyouleftmealone。AndIdidlookin。’
’Youpoor-spiritedgirl,’returnedMissWadewithinfinitecontempt;’doesallourcompanionship,doallourconversations,doallyouroldcomplainings,tellforsolittleasthat?’
’Therewasnoharminlookinginatthegateforaninstant,’saidthegirl。’Isawbythewindowsthatthefamilywerenotthere。’
’Whyshouldyougoneartheplace?’
’BecauseIwantedtoseeit。BecauseIfeltthatIshouldliketolookatitagain。’
Aseachofthetwohandsomefaceslookedattheother,Clennamfelthoweachofthetwonaturesmustbeconstantlytearingtheothertopieces。
’Oh!’saidMissWade,coldlysubduingandremovingherglance;’ifyouhadanydesiretoseetheplacewhereyouledthelifefromwhichIrescuedyoubecauseyouhadfoundoutwhatitwas,thatisanotherthing。Butisthatyourtruthtome?Isthatyourfidelitytome?IsthatthecommoncauseImakewithyou?YouarenotworththeconfidenceIhaveplacedinyou。YouarenotworththefavourIhaveshownyou。Youarenohigherthanaspaniel,andhadbettergobacktothepeoplewhodidworsethanwhipyou。’
’Ifyouspeaksoofthemwithanyoneelsebytohear,you’llprovokemetotaketheirpart,’saidthegirl。
’Gobacktothem,’MissWaderetorted。’Gobacktothem。’
’Youknowverywell,’retortedHarrietinherturn,’thatIwon’tgobacktothem。YouknowverywellthatIhavethrownthemoff,andnevercan,nevershall,neverwill,gobacktothem。Letthemalone,then,MissWade。’
’Youprefertheirplentytoyourlessfatlivinghere,’sherejoined。’Youexaltthem,andslightme。WhatelseshouldIhaveexpected?Ioughttohaveknownit。’
’It’snotso,’saidthegirl,flushinghigh,’andyoudon’tsaywhatyoumean。Iknowwhatyoumean。Youarereproachingme,underhanded,withhavingnobodybutyoutolookto。AndbecauseI
havenobodybutyoutolookto,youthinkyouaretomakemedo,ornotdo,everythingyouplease,andaretoputanyaffrontuponme。
Youareasbadastheywere,everybit。ButIwillnotbequitetamed,andmadesubmissive。IwillsayagainthatIwenttolookatthehouse,becauseIhadoftenthoughtthatIshouldliketoseeitoncemore。Iwillaskagainhowtheyare,becauseIoncelikedthemandattimesthoughttheywerekindtome。’
HereuponClennamsaidthathewassuretheywouldstillreceiveherkindly,ifsheshouldeverdesiretoreturn。
’Never!’saidthegirlpassionately。’Ishallneverdothat。
NobodyknowsthatbetterthanMissWade,thoughshetauntsmebecauseshehasmademeherdependent。AndIknowIamso;andI
knowsheisoverjoyedwhenshecanbringittomymind。’
’Agoodpretence!’saidMissWade,withnolessanger,haughtiness,andbitterness;’buttoothreadbaretocoverwhatIplainlyseeinthis。Mypovertywillnotbearcompetitionwiththeirmoney。
Bettergobackatonce,bettergobackatonce,andhavedonewithit!’
ArthurClennamlookedatthem,standingalittledistanceasunderinthedullconfinedroom,eachproudlycherishingherownanger;
each,withafixeddetermination,torturingherownbreast,andtorturingtheother’s。Hesaidawordortwoofleave-taking;butMissWadebarelyinclinedherhead,andHarriet,withtheassumedhumiliationofanabjectdependentandserfbutnotwithoutdefianceforallthat,madeasifsheweretoolowtonoticeortobenoticed。
Hecamedownthedarkwindingstairsintotheyardwithanincreasedsenseuponhimofthegloomofthewallthatwasdead,andoftheshrubsthatweredead,andofthefountainthatwasdry,andofthestatuethatwasgone。Ponderingmuchonwhathehadseenandheardinthathouse,aswellasonthefailureofallhiseffortstotracethesuspiciouscharacterwhowaslost,hereturnedtoLondonandtoEnglandbythepacketthathadtakenhimover。Onthewayheunfoldedthesheetsofpaper,andreadinthemwhatisreproducedinthenextchapter。
CHAPTER21
TheHistoryofaSelf-TormentorIhavethemisfortuneofnotbeingafool。FromaveryearlyageIhavedetectedwhatthoseaboutmethoughttheyhidfromme。IfIcouldhavebeenhabituallyimposedupon,insteadofhabituallydiscerningthetruth,Imighthavelivedassmoothlyasmostfoolsdo。
Mychildhoodwaspassedwithagrandmother;thatistosay,withaladywhorepresentedthatrelativetome,andwhotookthattitleonherself。Shehadnoclaimtoit,butI——beingtothatextentalittlefool——hadnosuspicionofher。Shehadsomechildrenofherownfamilyinherhouse,andsomechildrenofotherpeople。Allgirls;teninnumber,includingme。Wealllivedtogetherandwereeducatedtogether。
ImusthavebeenabouttwelveyearsoldwhenIbegantoseehowdeterminedlythosegirlspatronisedme。IwastoldIwasanorphan。Therewasnootherorphanamongus;andIperceivedherewasthefirstdisadvantageofnotbeingafoolthattheyconciliatedmeinaninsolentpity,andinasenseofsuperiority。
Ididnotsetthisdownasadiscovery,rashly。Itriedthemoften。Icouldhardlymakethemquarrelwithme。WhenIsucceededwithanyofthem,theyweresuretocomeafteranhourortwo,andbeginareconciliation。Itriedthemoverandoveragain,andI
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